Chapter 91

the bed, tugging at his tie with one hand and leaning in, his hands pressing against her sides. He lowered his head to seek out her lips and kissed her.The sudden, cool moisture made her unable to re...As I was going downstairs, I reminded Liu Jie of a few things and then left the courtyard.

The front hall was lit, and the sound of a car engine dying came from afar. She walked out and happened to meet Huo Mingzheng who had just entered.

Old Master Huo was standing right beside them, so Fu Yan had no choice but to greet him: "Grandfather, second brother."

That day at the hospital, Fu Yan ran into her grandfather. Afterwards, he didn't punish her, even though she had been disrespectful. The old man was lenient with his other grandchildren, but he had always been strict with her, never letting anything slide. Fu Yan was a little surprised.

Old Master Huo glanced at her, "Didn't you say you wouldn't return to the old house unless something happened"

"I'm going to Guangcheng tomorrow. Tell my mom."

Guangcheng.

Old Master Huo immediately reacted, it must have something to do with her father. He didn't want to get involved.

"Where is Ah Zheng's fiancée"

Fu Yan's lingering gaze swept over Huo Mingzheng's face, as ancient and still as a well. The man stood at the edge of the wind, facing them with a lit cigarette. In that dimly lit area, the light from the front hall cast upon his back, outlining a hazy silhouette.

The man was tall and imposing, like a mountain, with an awe-inspiring presence.

"I'm too late." Fu Yan said the truth.

Old Master Huo turned the rosary in his hand, glancing at her meaningfully. "Is it too late, or are you unwilling to participate"

Fu Yan was taken aback.

She always felt that the old master's words held a deeper meaning, but she had no evidence.

Huo Mingzheng flicked his lighter, his fingers cradling the flickering flame. He took long strides toward Fu Yan, approaching her in a few steps.

Fu Yan's heart skipped a beat and she instinctively took a step back.

Until a meow came from beside his feet, Huo Mingzheng bent down. Fu Yan leaned sideways and only then did she discover that the cat Huo Jing shuyu had raised jumped down from the flowerbed.

This cat is very pretty, with snow-white fur and eyes like blue beads. Fu Yanxiang really wants to hug it, but she and Huo Jingshu don't get along. Huo Jingshu won't let her hold the cat.

Ho Mingzheng picked up the cat, and with his hand still holding a cigarette, he turned it slightly, using his index finger to gently tap the cat's nose. The cat immediately purred obediently, its "dignity" completely gone.

Huo Mingzheng looked at the cat and smiled softly. "She told me, it's just an engagement, no big deal if I wasn't there. Just show up for the wedding."

Her chest felt tight and painful.

If she didn't even attend his engagement party, how could she possibly attend his wedding

Ho Mingzheng put down the cat and extinguished his cigarette. He turned to Old Master Ho and said, "The wind is strong tonight, Grandfather, why don't you go inside"

Grandfather Huo's gaze fell on Fu Yan for a few seconds before he walked into the room with his cane, turning to Huo Mingzheng and saying: "Come in with me."

That cat was circling at the edge of Huo Mingzheng's feet. He looked at Fu Yan, "Do you have something to say to me"

Fu Yan endured the pain in her heart and smiled openly, "I already said my blessings that day."

Huo Mingzheng suddenly smiled, a rare and fleeting smile that vanished in the blink of an eye. He turned and walked into the house, leaving Fu Yan with a forlorn figure in his wake.

Leaving Huo's house in a car, as the traffic on the road gradually increased, Fu Yan's ears caught the voice of a man: "Miss Fu, we'll be following behind you."

The speaker was Ji Qing's bodyguard, named Zhong Qing. He was the leader of their group of six.

At this moment, he is in contact with Fu Yan through a miniature earphone.

The headphones were left in the company's underground parking lot this afternoon. The other person put them in the fire hydrant, and Fu Yan took them before anyone else could.

"Okay, thank you for your hard work."

She glanced at the rearview mirror. There were quite a few cars behind her, and she wasn't sure which one belonged to the Ji family, but she knew they were always there.She got in the car, sat across from Huo Mingzheng, closed her eyes, and out of sight, out of mind.Ironically, when my throat hurts, the more it hurts, the more saliva I produce. The more saliva I pro...